Tarry,
Tarry Nights
The
highway’s on a parchment
On a perch
meant
for the
negotiator
of paths
A road, a
route, sparking sights
-Some of
the darkest nights.
Cavernous
chambers of the mind
-the inner
eye
Project
visions:
Light
thrown
on ways
that catch
the racing rays
Promises
and visions
Saturate
Cascade,
unroll….
-Signals to
our times
Hurtling to
the swirling nimbus,
those
standing trees….
Destination:
Speech.
Our minds
are known
-the
gauntlet’s thrown
The electors,
the elected
All sing
one tune
-No
barriers to breach.
By V.
Shruti Devi
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